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On writing a book (…and Shit)

Why would I write a book about me and what goes on in my mind?  I’m not famous.  I will probably never be famous.  Yet I feel compelled, if not forced in some way to collect my thoughts and give … Continue reading

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Herbert Goddfreys: My Fictional Character is Born.

“Oh shit!” the profanity excitedly popped into my mind. “Has the deadline to apply to grad school passed already?” my heart reminded me while occupying my throat. I was so confident that I’d get in to this one particular school, even … Continue reading

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